Thursday, 25 September 2008

"My Indian Summer"

Here with meDown in the depths in the worst of messesLook at meDrawn to the dagger black and dark of heartsSpeak to meI'm unable to see the dawn that brings with her a new dayFeel for meI thought bird song was a horrible noise that was out of my control…

Talk to meHe tells me all about the things he sees and it isn't all badnessWords for meHe convinces that just over the horizon there is a future waiting patientlyHold onto meJust one touch blows away the cobwebs and makes the limbs feel realCare for meAn embrace that lasts the whole night long and well into tomorrow…

Returned to meI was afraid I'd be alone and that you wouldn't ever come back to the houseStand with meI was about to give up the ghost of myself and slumber into an endless restSo I turn to youYour warm breeze that whispers to the sky and asks for constant sunshinePraise to youI thank you for keeping me safe through the worst of the AutumnsLove for youWhat would I have done without the warmth from my Indian Summer.